A wave of relief washed over Claire as Elijah had accepted her invite. “The one at 39th and main, I can do that. See you…” she pauses as she thinks about the time. It was 4 o’clock now. She would need to get home, shower, shave, find the perfect outfit, fix her hair and make up, and then get there, “… around 8:30?”
He smiles as she gives a time, “8:30 it will be then.” His voice was excited at it, proud of her reaching her goal. Thought maybe a bit sad, hoping this wouldn’t be the last time he saw her as they had become quite close over the last 2 years.
Claire finally stood up, she couldn’t keep the excitement off her face. She practically skips to the locker rooms, looking back and giving a goodbye wave, and maybe hoping that he was watching something else when she went away. Elijah returned the wave before she went around the corner.
Once she was out of sight, a long sigh came out of Elijah’s lips. And a fist bump of excitement was how he celebrated. Joy had come over him when she had asked him out. If she hadn’t, he would have. It was a perfect chance. Over the last year, he was really falling for her. He was usually assigned to the larger population, and almost every girl would either flirt with him from the start, or be done by the third time they were supposed to have an appointment. But Claire came in, and he could tell her determined spirit from the start. When she came in for the 2nd week, he was so happy and proud of her. And after that first year, her body was starting to form nicely, even if still a bit large. He couldn’t help himself. They had time together twice a week and would often see each other when outside of their private training sessions, he definitely was starting to find more than just a friendly comfort in her. And his eyes would start to wonder. He hoped that she hadn’t caught on to his looks, but she had to know, but she kept coming back. As the training became closer, the laugh and conversation flowed. And then he had a dream about her, and that was a tipping point. He had to try at least once. But now he finally got a chance, and 4 and a half hours felt like eternity.
One of the female trainers chuckles. “So, I assume you finally asked her out.”
“Nope, she asked me out.”
“Oh.. don’t go expecting too much.” She warned.
Claire drove home thinking about every detail. What was the best wear for this date, what scent would Elijah like, what hairstyle did she have time for that would look the best. Her mind racing. And what if she found her way back to his place… butterflies flew in her stomach. Once parked, she skipped to her apartment, feeling young all over again. She quickly got into the shower and shaved as carefully as possible. Washed up and wearing just a towel she got a bowl of quick to make salad and opened her closet while taking bites. What to wear… She looked over her selection and then she spotted it. A dark red dress she got that was a size too small at the time. She wondered if it would fit. She took her last bite and wiped off her hands before grabbing it. With a deep sigh of hope, she dropped her towel, slipped on some lace, and tried the dress on.
She looked in the mirror. The fabric was tight as it showed her new figure. But it fit perfectly. Her breast looked succulent with a bit of teasing cleavage, and her thighs were about half exposed. This was it. She quickly stripped it back off and headed to the sink to get her makeup on, and get her hair perfect. Her brunette hair was naturally straight, so some waves would probably look good. She looked at the clock, an hour till she had to leave. Perfect.
One last look in the mirror, her hair perfect. Her makeup, those emerald eyes of hers, showed off. Her shaven body, ready to go. And the dress, looking amazing. If Elijah didn’t bring her home, he was going to be sorry.
She got into her car and thankfully it wasn’t too bad of a drive. Though when she showed up right on time, she didn’t see Elijah’s car. She walked around to the front but there he was. And he came out dressing as well… well, more than his gym wear. He had on a navy shirt, and over that he had a white button up shirt that was open. And his pants were black jeans. But he certainly had taken some time after work to get his hair right and his body clean.
He looked at her when she walked up with a huge smile.
“Well aren’t we looking wonderful this evening.” he said as he didn’t really hide his eyes looking at her.
“What can I say, I’m enjoying this body finally. And I didn’t see your car, thought you might be late.”
“I live right across the street, so it’s nice and close.”
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